The ones where I’m on death row
Laughing at the singer
I had a dream a plane exploded
I still remember the feeling when I woke up
They found her on a hill in Columbia
We liked to smoke in the car in the winter
Is so heavy it rips away upon impact
I haven’t moved from this spot
The ones where my parents drove
Down at the Sixth Street bar
Meanwhile back on earth
And he says the way that it happen is your heart
I can’t describe the magnitude
Five days before Christmas last year
And then you just bleed inside
I wanna know if everyone is dead
Over a lake one afternoon
I’ve gotta call my friend
The one I had today
Who moved from New York to L.A.
She barely made a sound
You don’t even feel a thing
She fell as quiet, as quiet
I wanna see if the crash was sabotage
As a leaf falling to the ground
Intact among the debris
And every single black car
You and the Italian woman naked
Oh, I wish I was with you now
And I remember when I was fifteen
She lay like a body in the water
His girlfriend died in a plane crash
I told you to fuck off and go away
Me and Liz would ride around
So many other dreams
The ones where I don’t know why
With all the windows rolled down
I sit here, watching TV in bed
Your fingers between her legs
So many other dreams
That goes by just might be yours
